Daomu Biji

Was awakened by the cold stream. When I woke up, I was already lying between two mossy rocks. Behind was a small cliff. A stream of rainwater flowed down the cliff and rushed directly to my face.

The stream is very cold, my hands and feet are almost all numb, and it is not the first time for me to wake up in this state. I know that everything will get better in a few minutes, but I ca n’t do nothing. Trying hard to move the hands and feet, the body slowly reacted, then tried to move a few times, and finally stood up.

It was already dawning, and there was a mist all around. This is where?

I got up and tried to rub my body so that the blood would circulate faster. Slowly I warmed up and my thinking became clear. I immediately noticed that something was wrong around me-the vegetation here was not what I was before being stunned.

Shit, that **** yesterday. I yelled in my heart, but I didn’t have the strength to shout out a resentment in my heart.

“Unfortunately, you are not as important as you think. On the way to Yincao Difu, guess who I am!” I remembered his last sentence almost immediately. My heart said, what does this mean?

If he is someone I don’t know at all, it’s impossible to say that. Do I still know him?

Confusion in my mind. I suddenly realized that I should tear off his mask as soon as possible, and I should be able to cut it off with a knife.

I do n’t know who said it to me. It ’s not a panacea to use a human skin mask to make it into another person. The first is that the person you want to dress up must be similar to you already. My uncle and me, or the serial, have blood relationship, and the face is basically similar. Only then can the dress be very similar, otherwise, it is impossible Yi Rongcheng is a person with the same face.

I can’t figure out who he really is. The pain and cold all over the body made me unable to think deeply. Judging from the man’s skill, he is not particularly strong, but his skill is at least much better than mine.

I looked around. I must be in a mountain stream that has dried up for a long time. The ground is covered with fist-sized pebbles, and the pebbles are covered with wild grass. Because of the humid climate in the mountains, all the stones are covered with a thick layer of moss. The small stream of water flowing down from the cliff penetrated under the pebbles, and the sound of the water could be heard, but the water could not be seen.

I looked at the trees around me—the trunk was covered with moss, a thick layer. The humidity in this place is completely different from where I was stunned.

Could I be taken very far?

I still have headaches and dizziness, but my body is much better than before, thanks to the various blows I have received during this time. Cracking down on this thing will help people as long as they don’t crush or kill them. I found a relatively large stone and sat down, touching my face with a little worry.

Actually, I did n’t want to touch my face, I wanted to touch my mask. I knew the man had killed the killer, but because the fat man was nearby, the guy couldn’t make much movement, otherwise I wouldn’t wake up at all now. But even if I did n’t die, the wounds on my face must be beyond my treatment.

The emotion in my heart is very strange, I don’t know if I want this mask to be broken, or the other way around. In short, there are two ideas. The only benefit of this mask is that it brought me here with a lot of people, but after that, it seems to bring me all troubles.

After my hand touched it, I realized that it was powerful ─ when I touched the part where I was hit, I felt great pain. The face inside me must have been completely bruised, but the surface of the mask was not damaged.

It seems that it is not so easy to escape this kind of life, this mask should fully take into account any possible factors.

The mask is covering my face. I can’t treat the wound, but it doesn’t seem to be too serious to touch. I can’t look at the mirror without the stream.

I followed the cliff all the way, and the cliff slowly drew down. I found a place where I could borrow it and climbed up, and found that it was a very steep slope. Strangely, there are almost no trees on the slope, only a few small bushes. This is a debris flow slope, which should have been caused by a debris flow accident in recent years.

I should have rolled down this slope. I moved my hands and feet and was surprised that I just rolled down and my body didn’t fall apart. But after a little activity, I realized that I had very uncomfortable pain all over my body.

Unlike ordinary bruises, I know this is a pain of bone injury. It’s just that my body hasn’t completely recovered, it’s still cold, and after a while, all kinds of injuries come out, maybe I can’t even walk.

Leaning on the tree, looking at the surrounding environment, I can probably think of a scene last night. The place where I stayed yesterday must be above this slope. After I was stunned by the bastard, he must have pushed me straight down to make me roll under the small cliff. I can’t judge whether he wants to kill me, but obviously he doesn’t want the fat man to find me again.

Yesterday, there was no such steep **** on the edge of the place where I and the fat man interrogated him. It seems that he still dragged me along the way. The probability that I can find a fat man when I go back may be very low.

I lifted my legs and started to walk up the slope. I stopped and walked for more than an hour to find that the plants began to get familiar, but there was still a long distance above the slope. I couldn’t walk anymore. Looking down, I didn’t actually go far. The **** was too steep, and it was really difficult to walk.

The last section of the steep **** is close to ninety degrees. I almost climbed it with my hands and feet. Fortunately, this section is only a few meters. After I turned it up, I found that there was a gentle **** above it. The trees grew taller, the vines were coiled, and they were entangled with the bushes. There was almost no room for walking.

The sunlight is getting stronger and stronger. I leaned against a tree and was illuminated by the sunlight. I felt that all the pain was magnified indefinitely, and the pain in some places was unspeakable. And after walking for so long, I no longer have much energy in my body.

Never break a bone, I pray in my heart. In such a place, a fracture is equivalent to death, if only a few ribs are broken.

Thinking about it, I suddenly wanted to laugh. Recalling the various experiences in the early years, this embarrassing scene is not the first time to encounter. Now that he has become a virtue again, his composure is far greater than panic. I felt like a fly. I was beaten by the fly countless times without dying. At the end, I suddenly realized that my problem was not why it was not dead, but why I was beaten like this below.

But at least I do n’t want to be killed here. I said to my heart that God has beaten me so many times, certainly not let me end here.

After a little doze, I gritted my teeth and stood up again, almost kneeling down on the ground looking for the small traces of friction that broke the bushes, looking for them bit by bit in the bushes, and kept finding the evening sun setting down It seems to have returned to the place where the kid was interrogated with the fat man.

We came here at night. There are no special geographical features that I remember. Now I have no impression at all, and of course I have not seen fat people.

I didn’t stop, I continued to recall, and wanted to find the place where the team of foreigners camped. There are campfires and domestic garbage there, and I can locate those other places by finding those things.

However, I do n’t know which part of the problem happened. This time, no matter how carefully I look for it according to the memories, and then how to find the marks of the broken bush, I have found nothing.